All the same

Its a pity more than half of us wont make it
through to see the next page.

Crippling statistics
we fail to rise above their pre-determined fate

For me I have seen it first hand
to many to count who I no longer know if their hearts still beat?

But gradually it becomes worse
no feeling of a brand new the whole world is against you

an incomprehensible feat

The distractions are there for a reason
no one wants to see the real overcome

So they dull the senses and when help is needed its not their problem

But you are their problem

Like I am yours